As you may recall, we opted to take the "luxury coach" from Mandalay to Bagan and felt fairly pleased at the mere 7 hours it was scheduled to take. Until we found out it was just 90 miles away.
How the feck could it take SEVEN hours to drive there, we pondered? All will be revealed:
Imagine a terrain not too dissimilar to the surface of the moon but with more craters and inclines.
Consider also encountering as many species of slow moving animal stock as you can count on both hands.
Next picture a driver who is more content to expend his entire concentration on the horn to announce his imminent arrival to every oncoming motorist. This naturally leaves no opportunity to operate both the clutch and accelerator and so we crawled along at a pace that would shame a two legged tortoise on a skateboard.
Then try and envisage that despite the bus being completely FULL (every seat was taken) the bus crew insisted on taking on more and more paying punters until we had them squatting in the aisles. Even grannies were hunkering down for their back-handed fee which I suspect will not find its way into the bus company's profit books.
Naturally, they insisted on stopping outside everyone's front door en route and helping them take the shopping into the kitchen at every stop. Talk about a personal cab service.
Taking all these things into consideration, now do you begin to understand how it can take 6-7 hours to reach a destination less than three digits away. It was almost as bad as the train ride up- never again.
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